Introduction to "The Kite Promise at Qingwa Alley"
On a July afternoon when cicadas were chirping noisily, at the edge of a well in Qingwa Alley, seven-year-old "I" met Su Mo holding a bamboo dragonfly, starting a childhood filled with the sweetness of sugar cakes and the smell of sawdust. Carrying a self-made kite frame on his back, he took "me" through fields full of dandelions, and flew paper kites carrying whimsical thoughts on the hillside. Those works with bamboo strips as the bones and colored paper as the wings are not only the glory in the temple fair, but also weave the unique code of happiness for the two of them.
However, a heavy rain at the age of fourteen broke this tranquility. Su Mo rushed to the provincial capital with a red wedding dress and the promise to "marry you when I grow up", leaving only "me" among the ruins and tall buildings of Qingwa Lane, guarding the faded kite and the yellowed promise. For countless days and nights, "I" caressed the lotus embroidery on the wedding dress, and in the repeated movements of tying the kite, I turned my thoughts into bamboo chips flying in the sky.
Many years later, in a kite shop on the corner of the old street, a butterfly kite with familiar patterns and a letter soaked in time finally made the gears of fate turn again. Watching and waiting across time, can the love that was pulled by the kite string be renewed under the city sky? When the boy in memory meets reality again, what kind of light will the dusty vows shine?
